BlackFrancine
BlackFrancine
BlackFrancine

Don't you touch that bed!

I know. I love her. What I really love is the combination of her traits—her confidence and intelligence and competence combined with her faith and how fragile and vulnerable she is when she thinks about her faith—and her insecurity surrounding her relationship with Mulder. She's just such a complex, amazing

Or she was a person at the losest part of her life trying and failing to find anything to grasp onto and freaking the fuck out when she feels her best friend slipping away.

There was an essay a couple of years back that was circulating on the internet about the difference between Strong Female Characters (TM) and Strong Characters, Female. It made pretty much the exact distinction that you are—enough with the guns and leather—what we want is to see female humans behaving like humans.

Buffy! And Scully!

But we're not talking about all geeks here. Frankly, I think it maligns geeks to associate them with any sort of MRA/PUA behavior, let alone these violent loons. The geeks who recognize women as human and get to know them get laid. They get married. They have kids. I know this because I have dated (and slept with)

I don't think anyone IS telling them that there's nothing they can say or do that will make women like them. On the contrary. We're telling them to actually find women with whom they share interests (interests other than sex), and GET TO KNOW THEM. Be friendly. Joke around. Do not expect sex in return for

I worked at a couple of 24 hour restaurants next to a bar district—so I have a lot creeper stories—but this one is the worst:

This happened to me at least 3 times—maybe more—when I was waiting tables. What really pissed me off is that I was totally being nice and flirting and the whole gambit—I just told them I had a boyfriend (which was true—but I would've said it even if it weren't). And they still fucking stiffed me. Like, sorry I'm not

Right, but these criticisms aren't voiced in the same sort of spheres that Mindy Kaling is receiving criticism in. Because, seriously, every single time there's an article about her—this question about her white love interests comes up. Every time.

Disclaimer: I love Mindy Kaling and the Mindy Project wholeheartedly. And I'm sorry this is such a long comment—I just started and couldn't stop.

By definition, satire is played straight. That's the whole point. If you indicate that it's satire, it's not really true to form. The only indication that you give is through over-the-top parody or suggestions.

Dude. She did the same thing that they did to prove a point. She's not serious; it's satire. She's taking a ludicrous stance based on a small slice of data that could be interpreted many ways. Just like the WaPo douches did. The whole point is to comment on their analytical approach—not on any actual identifiable

Dude. I'm not even going to read your reply—and I'm sorry about that, but I've had a long day. I just wanted to reply to you to say that I never told anyone to educate themselves. Someone else did. I just was annoyed that someone threw out a relevant piece of historical information, provided a link, and said,

No. Actually, asking someone to stop a discussion in order to give you a race or feminism or ablism 101 class is a derailment tactic used all the time. It's used to shut down discussion—not enrich it. If you don't know what people are talking about, it's your responsibility to use your god-given ability to google

Did you not understand the "educate YOURSELF" part of her comment? I believe in you—you are perfectly capable of following a link provided and reading about the Hottentot Venus's significance.

Uh... what? Whedon is an avowed Democrat—he even made a (hilarious) short video in support of Obama in 2012 and donated the maximum allowable amount to his campaign.

It's been a while since I've watched it—I just was remembering the one time that Michael stood up for Duquane in the boxing studio.

You didn't think Namond was nuanced? That poor baby. He just was a normal kid—but he had his mother forcing him into Wee Bey's shoes—the shoes of a murderer. Shoes that just didn't fit. He ran his mouth and puffed his chest up (even picking on Duquane once) to try and fit into that image. He flashed cash and

I completely agree that the Wire was not good to women—but I sort of think there was some real meaning in that. Women were excluded almost entirely from that world (primarily from the world on the street—but also in law enforcement and politics). The women that we do encounter are conniving and self-interested and